"Oh, we agree on that. You're unable to stay on my good side. You'll always come up with something to annoy me," he said with a smile. James didn't even react at the hand on his chest. "You know if we end up on the social page of the Prophet, I'm blaming you."
James smirked. "You know, I know it's hard to believe it, but I am a pureblood."
He snorted. "It was a majestically bad idea, and I'm still not getting locked up in a room, a suite or an entire floor. I'll accept your family's offer when I can't move anymore." He'd be dead before that, but there was no point in bringing it up again.
"Yeah, and all of that already happened when shit was happening. Scorpius... look, I know you don't get it, but it's not easy to be me, well I'm sure you get that part, but just because I'm the friendly Gryffindor, it doesn't mean that I am the friendly Gryffindor. Mine is as much an act as being Scorpius Malfoy." He smiled at the blond. "I'm not serious, just guarded."